When people play guitar, well when men do, and they do it well. I think I fall in love with him or the music for as long as it's playing. Muse, sweet sounding muse.

YHWH. I miss you. But that's silly isn't it? You're there. I'm here. But there and here are all really words I'm using for, now. You are. Now. And so, I think that makes everything ok. Peace has wrapped itself around my veins and lungs, and I can breath.

I can breath, I can breath. Hallelujah, I can breath.